The first rule of probability is that improbable things happen. Quite often, really. Consider a deck of playing cards - drawing a hand of four aces in five cards has a probability of nearly three hundred thousand to one, and yet such a thing is hardly outside the realm of possibility. Any given sequence of all the cards has a one in 80658175170943878571660636856403766975289505440883277824000000000000 chance of appearing, and yet, one does every time you shuffle.
Beth did quite a bit of pondering on this point in between Mansuri's second bullet impacting and his third striking the precise same point on her eye as the last two.
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Someday I'm going to internalise 'a small team of very expensive toy soldiers doesn't actually work all that well because all the ARM in the world won't matter when the dice hit the table,' but it sure ain't today. This was a deeply weird game, this, and it featured me raking in points while in Loss of Lieutenant, driving motorcycles up ladders (IT'S TECHNICALLY CROMULENT BY THE RULES), and three crits in a single roll.
Three Crits is evil!
Congratulations for victory!